Robert's body locked up of its own accord, every part of him stilling over Summer as he rode out the waves crashing through him, eyes clenched shut and every inch of him so finely attuned to how he felt. So it was impossible to miss the way her body tightened around his from every single angle all at once, making him gasp again and lean closer, until he was almost crushing her to the bed in an effort to feel her body touching every inch of his. It was amazing, miraculous, it was indescribable, how he felt, the pleasure and the heat rolling through him until his body felt like it might have burned up in the process and he was simply floating in the room, nothing left but the intense, overwhelming love he felt for this girl.

But he hadn't burned up, of course - the pleasure finally,finally seemed to ebb, his lungs burning for air and he took a gasping breath, then another, eyes blinking almost blindly for a moment as he saw Summer underneath him, looking far too close - but that was because he was pressed so closely above her. "Oh - " was about all he could get out, trying to get his elbows underneath him, trying to get his weight off of her just a little as they both lay there panting in the otherwise silent room. His eyes immediately went to the door - even with his chest still heaving, body still tingling, he wanted to make sure her father hadn't heard anything, every part of his senses attuned to the door for just a moment, just to be sure.